I Want to...❤️(Aye Yay Oh-Oh)

I want to be the text, you want to be the image I keep slipping down over and over At the periphery not your gaze You can't pick me up or drop me I lie at my quiet angle Afraid to touch it I want to be the text, you want to be the image I'm trying to become illegible While the ink fills in my body These figures are the first to fall A small square, a spot of color "S" Named for an unsuccessful dancer But those splotches hold so much love Undertaken by "S" There's a similar generosity I want to be the text, you want to be the image I'm trying to become illegible While the ink fills in my body Tears, fisticuffs, ritual sacrifice of round birds I watch the handless clock as time settles Crown myself with the thorny wreath of inaction You'll blow on it The gift of sight One day we will be like angels Meanwhile, I watch You, Oh I want to be the text, you want to be the image Meanwhile, you watch the ink fill in my body I want to be the text, you want to be the image Meanwhile, you watch the ink fill in my body I